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"Red wire, Red wire; Oh won't you let me go to bed? The days' been so long, the nights' too and I'd like to rest my head!" But no- The Red wire replied. The clocks yet to tock, the stars are yet to align and the moons not yet sighed. "Oh Please," I begged "Red wire, let me sleep. Take my arms, my legs or my heavy heart instead!" I see, the Red wire said, Snaking around my throat. My lungs filled with dread. "I will make you dream. Dream. Dream. until we are dead." So i dreamed with your silky red thread where i wished for your hands: to be led.
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Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 6:29 PM UTC
Suffocation
"Red wire, Red wire; Oh won't you let me go to bed? The days' been so long, the nights' too and I'd like to rest my head!" But no- The Red wire replied. The clocks yet to tock, the stars are yet to align and the moons not yet sighed. "Oh Please," I begged "Red wire, let me sleep. Take my arms, my legs or my heavy heart instead!" I see, the Red wire said, Snaking around my throat. My lungs filled with dread. "I will make you dream. Dream. Dream. until we are dead." So i dreamed with your silky red thread where i wished for your hands: to be led.
OskarA
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Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 6:29 PM UTC
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